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Taking
Miranda's Innocence (Mmmmf, teen, nc, rape)
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Story by Dark Avenger. Email comments to darkavenger at tokyo.com. The usual
disclaimers apply.
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Part 4
The
teenage girl stood in her bedroom, feeling vulnerable clad only in bra and
panties. Three guys surrounded her, watching her every move. Dan was focusing the digital camera on her.
At
Tristan’s coaxing, Miranda finally put the dildo in her mouth. When Tristan
first handed it to her, she had a look of utter disgust on her face. She had
never seen one for real before, but had heard talk of dildos and vibrators from
her girlfriends. She could not imagine that her very own sister Silicia, had
this object in her room, as the tall guy claimed!
Dan felt
an uncomfortable lump forming in his pants – after all standing in front of
him, posing for his camera was a very sexy girl, with tussled hair still wet
from her shower, inserting a dildo into her mouth. It looked better than the
centerfold girl from Playboy that Tristan showed him the previous week. While
Miranda was five to six years younger than he was (making her a little girl in
Dan’s eyes, since he was already twenty one and considered an adult), she had
the body of a grown-up woman, and such a hottie at that. Long slender legs,
nicely shaped ass, perfectly flat stomach, and a sexy rack! Her breasts were
larger than many girls older than she was, and on her lithe frame, they were
real attention grabbers. And holding the luscious snow-white globes up now was
just a skimpy tight bra several sizes smaller – a bra given to her when she was
only thirteen years old - threatening to
spill out of their half cups at any moment.
“That’s
right, babe. Suck it. Push it deep into your mouth. I know you can do it!“ said Tristan to the distressed teenage beauty.
FLASH!
Dan’s
digital camera captured another few high resolution shots of Miranda with the
dildo in her mouth. To her extreme embarrassment, she was salivating
involuntarily with that foreign object in her mouth. Her drool dribbled out
from the side of her pouty lips as she moved the dildo in and out at Tristan’s
instruction – this seemed to drive her captors wild.
“Jeez!” a
voice came from the corridor, making everyone jump out of their skins.
It was
only Jasper. Tristan said loudly, “What the HELL are
you doing in here? Aren’t you supposed to be outside?!”
“What –
and miss this??” said Jasper incredulously, his eyes did not for a second leave
Miranda’s scantily clad body as he answered his older brother.
Miranda’s
face flushed deep crimson, all the way from the tips of her ears to her neck
and the top of her bosom. She could not believe now that another guy was
staring at her – almost in her birthday suit.
“Anyway,
what’s with the rock music man?” said Jasper. Walking to the CD System, he
picked up another CD from Miranda’s desk. Everyone watched him, speechless, as
he took out the CD and put in another.
Slow dance
music began to play. “Now isn’t this much better for the mood?” he said, tilting
his head towards Miranda.
Tristan
had been looking like he was going to strangle Jasper, but as soon as the music
started playing, his expression changed. His eyes lighted up when he looked at
Miranda. “Yes you are right bro. Hey Miranda, dance for us!”
Dan felt
like this was getting out of hand, but could not resist letting the scene unfold to see what
happens.
Jasper
sat down on her bed, getting himself comfortable. “Hey
guys, ever seen a topless dancer?”
The guys
all turned and looked at Miranda, feeling a lump in their throats and in their
pants.
Miranda’s
expression looked like she was on the verge of bursting into tears, but then she starting gyrating her hips to the music. Her arms hung
limply by the sides of her body as she moved, trying to make herself believe
that if she did everything that the guys asked, they would leave the house.
“I said
topless,… um… what’s her name again?” Jasper turned to
Rob, who was staring at the attractive girl trying to dance in her lingerie.
“Miranda,”
Rob replied, her name sticking in his throat – Rob realized that his throat was
dry as he hadn’t swallowed for the last five minutes since Dan starting taking
pictures of the girl. And now she was going to dance for them!
“Yes,
Miranda, thank you,” said Jasper to Rob, and he turned back to Miranda again.
“No
please… don’t make me… I can’t do it…” pleaded Miranda.
“YOU WILL
DO AS WE SAY” said Dan in a dangerous tone. His eyes flashed in anger – as he
recalled what the graffiti on the wall in the men’s locker room in school said
about a month back. Someone had scrawled, “Anabelle Richards is a cock-teasing
slut who loves to take cum in her mouth”. A rejoinder said, “She sucked my fat
cock and almost choked”. A day later someone else had added, “Great, when can
she suck mine?”
There
were more behind the doors in the toilet cubicles in the last few weeks after Ritchie
had dumped his sister Anabelle.
“Anabelle
Richards sucked my cock”
“Anabelle
Richards loves sucking cock”
“Anabelle
is the blowjob queen. Have pics to prove it”
Dan
wanted revenge. Too bad the asshole’s sister was home alone.
Her eyes
brimming with tears, Miranda unhooked her bra behind her. Slowly, she eased the
straps off her shoulders as the guys watched. Time seems to have frozen. Finally
in what seemed like slow motion, her hooters sprang freely into full view.
“My
gawd…” Jasper commented.
“Nice
tits girl!” Tristan said.
Rob was
just breathing heavily.
Dan
snapped his camera away. With these pics, he was sure he would be able to get Ritchie
to return the pics of his sister.
“Dance
faster… and swing them knockers around a little…” said Tristan. Jasper seemed
to be in a world of his own, but every now and then he would adjust the lump in
his pants.
Miranda
tried to get more energy into the dance but looked a little awkward. But the
guys didn’t care that her rhythm was off. Their eyes were fixated on how her
tits swayed and wobbled from side to side as she moved, and the twin nipples
that seemed to be fully erect and pointing forward, begging to be suckled. Rob
also stared at the darker patch under her panties, wondering what her naked
pussy looked like.
"Turn
around slowly.... and move your arms more and don’t forget to smile," Dan
instructed. He wanted the photos to look like Miranda was enjoying herself.
That she liked to dance in the nude. And that she had willingly danced for the
camera topless. "Good...Very good. It will soon
be over Miranda,” he said. He clicked away, remembering the anger he felt when
he saw the naked pictures of his sister Anabelle - pictures that the asshole Ritchie
had taken the night he took Dan’s baby sister’s virginity away.
Dan
suddenly remembered the penis-shaped dildo. “Pick up the dildo Miranda.
Remember to suck on it. Slide it between your breasts!”
The boys had raging erections in their underwear as they stared at the
youngster swaying her hips and slender limbs in an erotic slow dance. Her
complexion was fair as pearl and her skin flawless – unlike many girls also her
age, who had freckles, or sported tan lines from time spent under the sun,
Miranda was an indoor person. Besides gymnastics which kept her fit and her
body in excellent shape, she did not take part in any other outdoor activities,
so her skin was untouched by the sun. This picture of adolescent innocence was
in stark contrast to the lewd looking dildo which she carried in her hand.
Following
Dan’s instruction, Miranda slowly rotated on the dance floor, showing her
baby-smooth, round ass to her enraptured audience – a continuous curve from
where her hips began, to the back of her slender thighs and down to her calves.
The boys noticed she had a small birthmark on her right butt cheek, almost
hidden by the panty line. Now fighting off waves of panic and humiliation, Miranda also brought
the fake penis to her lips every now and then as she danced, opening her mouth
and sliding the cock head in. When she slid the wet dildo between her
breasts, looking at coyly at the audience of horny males, Tristan almost roared
in approval. Rob said breathlessly, “She’s a natural!”
FLASH!
Miranda felt nauseous as she thought of how many obscene topless pictures of
her they had taken.
Tristan
walked forward, and stood behind the frightened girl. He looked like a giant
standing behind the smaller sized girl. She cowered, fearing what he was going
to do. Dan was not sure what Tristan was up to, but he told Miranda to look in
front and stay where she was.
To
Miranda’s horror, she felt Tristan grabbing her breasts from behind. Miranda
gave a short squeal as the tall guy mashed her mammaries with his big hands.
She remembered Dan’s knife and stopped herself from screaming.
“Sorry, I
just had to feel them..” said Tristan.
Dan
zoomed in his camera to Miranda’s face and bosom as her tits got manhandled and
abused. In the viewfinder, Tristan could not be seen as he was taller than
Miranda.
“Dan,
look at those nipples,” said Tristan, his fingers pulling hard on Miranda’s
nipples simultaneously, making them long and thick. Tristan stood behind the
girl, trapping her with his arms, making her face the camera as Dan took more
pictures of an unknown pair of hands rolling and squeezing the distraught
teenager’s erect nipples between thumb and index finger – both sides in tandem.
Trying to escape the strong hands that molested her so blatantly but finding no
avenue to turn or run, Miranda’s knees gave way, and she sank down to the
bedroom floor in a cry of despair.
Nobody
had noticed that at this point, Jasper had unzipped his pants and his right
hand was moving up and down quickly between his loins.
By the time
the other guys noticed what he was up to, Jasper was already standing in front of the poor abused
girl kneeling on the ground, with Tristan holding onto her elbows from behind.
“OHHH
GAWD…” groaned Jasper, as his fist moved furiously, pumping out streams and
streams of sticky hot cum from his ejaculating cock squarely on Miranda’s naked
tits. Miranda suddenly felt something wet and warm hitting her breasts, and
only upon looking up did she realize that Jasper’s naked cock was just inches
away, aimed at her as the last stream of white viscous semen splattered her
breasts.
Before
she could react to the shock of being cummed on, she felt a strong hand
grabbing the waistband of her panties from behind. She cried out as Tristan
ripped her panties off.
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